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hero x villain
“You know, at this point I think you just cause trouble in these woods because you want to see me.” The hero said boredly as she caught the villain and a squad of soldiers about to raid a village. The soldiers all looked cold and were shivering and complaining. The hero had heard their muttering from a league away. 
Upon seeing her, they bared their teeth and raised their swords but the villain just smiled and raised his hand to stop them. “Be civil, comrades. Go surround the town and wait for my call. I’ll handle the beautiful lady.”
The soldiers on their horses shuffled off.
The villains got off his horse gracefully. Everything he did was graceful and carefully deliberated, even the smile he sent her way. 
“Would it be so wrong of me to wish to seek you out? I have yet to see that beautiful face you’re always bragging about.” He smirked, gesturing to the mask on the hero's face. 
“Go away.” The hero said, unamused. “And take the brutes with you and out of my woods.” 
“Your woods?”
“My woods.”
He chuckled. “And who crowned you the grand protector of the woods?”
“I did.”
“Come on, it's just one village.” He said, nearly sounding like an insolent child asking for one more minute outside past sundown.
“And? These people did nothing wrong.” The hero reminded him, leaning back against a tree. 
“The Emperor thinks they’re harboring fugitives — ”
“They probably just made a poster of him and gave him a really ugly mustache.” 
He allowed a smile. “Well, you’re…probably... not wrong.” 
“And sending his most powerful asset to do such petty work? I don’t believe it.”
“I volunteered. I was bored.” He shrugged. 
“So you did want to see me!” She smirked.
“I never said I didn’t.” He pointed out. 
“You’re so obsessed with me that I might ask you to dinner.”
“After you beat me up and give me another bruised rib?”
“Exactly, honey. See? You’re learning.”
“I really don’t see why this is necessary. Can we just skip to the part where you actually take me to dinner?”
“And you poison my food? No, thank you.” The hero snorted. “You’re the villain and I’m the hero who’s going to kick your butt. That’s the way of the world. It’s the cards we’ve been dealt.”
“Excuse me? If anything, I’m the hero and you’re the villain.”
“There is no way you actually believe that.” The hero said, deadpan.
“Don’t heroes serve rulers?”
“Not the competent ones.”
“See, every time I see you I get a bruised rib and bruised pride. That’s not particularly hero-like behavior.”
“I think that’s a you problem. Most people find me rather delightful. Just leave if you want to skip the me beating you up part.”
“What if I don’t want to skip the you beating me up part?”
The hero blinked. “You’re annoying, you know?”
“Mhm.”
“Just let the village alone.”
His dark eyes flashed. “Make me.”
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